After glancing around a few times to make sure no one had spotted him, Gordon quickly trotted over to Copote.

Cobot thought that Gordon would say hello to him with a smile, but he didn't expect the other party to come up directly with a stinky face.

"What are you doing here?" Gordon asked.

"Well, I want to invite you to my party." Penguin smiled and took out the invitation card and said, "My nightclub is renovated and will open today." ”

"No, thank you." Gordon replied without even thinking about it.

The penguin looked a little lonely, but soon smiled again.

"It's okay, I know, it's too busy, isn't it, is the case tricky, I can help."

"No, you don't!" Gordon's face turned a little colder, and he said word by word: "I shouldn't have asked you for help last time, I don't want to see you here." ”

Copote's smile completely disappeared this time, he was one of the few people in Gotham with high emotional intelligence, and of course he could see what Gordon meant.

"Gordon, you can't do this to me."

Gordon gasped and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear, "Goodbye." ”

The penguin man closed his eyes and nodded, as if there was some bitterness in his heart.

"Ok, Gordon, you'll come to me the next time you need me to help you, and it's better to walk in the light with your friends than in the darkness alone, besides."

Cobot placed the invitation in Gordon's hand, his eyes still filled with some anticipation.

"Think about my invitation again, it doesn't feel right without you, okay, goodbye, I wish you a speedy conclusion."

With that said, the penguin walked out of the police station, and Gordon crumpled the invitation into the trash can.

In a nightclub.

Luo Sheng was looking at a turnip.

His hand was pierced, but fortunately it was his left hand, which did not interfere with his right hand holding the knife, but then he could only use his wrist to hold down the vegetable to cut it.

"It's a nuisance." Luo Sheng muttered.

At this time, Luo Sheng couldn't help but fantasize that Gotham is also a DC world, and there will be any special medicine that can make his hand get better immediately.

"Head Chef, Mr. Copot is back."

"Oh, I see."

Luo Sheng shrugged his shoulders, quickly picked up the kitchen knife with his right hand, carved a few small penguins and placed them next to the meat steak, and then walked out with a smile.

"Hi Copote, I made you ......"

Walking to the lobby, Luo Sheng's smile disappeared in an instant.

"Hey, look at this lad, oh, is this for me?"

The center of the lobby.

Cobott was holding a bottle of champagne, his head bowed and he looked terrified, while next to him was a man with a very strong body.

Salmaroni.

One of the Gotham Underworld powers, it can almost confront the Roman Marcone, and it is also the object of the Penguins after returning from the Gotham River.

However, the Penguin people were able to own this nightclub, but they also relied on the information of Maroni to sell Falcone.

Maroney walks towards Rason.

The hand grabbed the meat chops on Luo Sheng's plate with his bare hands and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them, and showed a very satisfied look.

"Well, this steak is perfectly cooked, young man, would you like to consider becoming a chef in my restaurant?"

The penguin man, who had been keeping his head down behind him, looked up when he heard this.

There was panic in his eyes.

He didn't have any friends, only Gordon and Rason, but Gordon didn't like him, so Rasson was his only friend.

Cobot was really scared.

He was afraid that Luo Sheng would follow Maroni, after all, in terms of power, following Maroni is definitely more promising than following himself.

But Luo Sheng couldn't stop sneering in his heart.

Speaking of which, it can be regarded as a source.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy used himself to solve a thug who assassinated him, maybe he would really be a little chef now, cooking or something.

But apparently this guy can't remember himself anymore.

Luo Sheng smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I don't work here, I'm just an ordinary person who occasionally comes to cook for my friends, and I have no intention of going to work in other restaurants." ”

The penguin's worries were shattered in an instant.

"Huh."

Maroni smiled, and the big hand slapped Luo Sheng's shoulder a few times, with great force, and even made Luo Sheng feel a burst of pain.

"Very well, young man, you can just keep following this little penguin, of course, my invitation has always been valid."

After saying this, Salmaroni picked up the penguin-carved turnip, stuffed it directly into his mouth and bit it to pieces.

Walked over to the penguin again.

He took a bottle of wine from the table, lifted the lid, and refilled the already full bottle in Copote's hand.

The pale yellow champagne spilled from the glass and flowed to the floor, but Copot did not dare to move, and let the wine fill his hands.

"Penguin, you'd better expect that old guy to live a long life, or if he dies, you and I will kill him immediately!"

After saying that, Maroney also patted the penguin on the shoulder, took the bottle of wine and left the nightclub.

"Copote, are you alright?"

Luo Sheng put down the plate and stepped forward to hand the penguin a tissue so that he could wipe the champagne off his hands.

"It's fine." The penguin man squeezed out a smile and said, "Thank you Luo Sheng, you didn't promise him." ”

"No thanks, aren't we very good friends!"

Luo Sheng added the word friend again.

"yes." The penguin man bowed his head, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "I still have you." ”

Rasho: (ノ○Д○)ノ.

Why did he say this in such a panic?

At night.

The nightclub is open.

Since Fishmoony had already made a name for himself in this nightclub, when he learned that the nightclub was open, many people who liked to come here gathered.

The penguin man sat down with a smile.

On stage, a band sits together with musical instruments.

Everyone in the audience was drinking and waiting for a graceful girl to come on stage and sing some sexier songs to enhance the atmosphere here.

"Hey."

On the stage, a somewhat hoarse and old female voice made everyone raise their heads.

They saw a man in his fifties.

Mother-in-law!

That's right!

It's Penguin Man His Mom!

The faces of everyone present except the penguin people suddenly became embarrassed, and even some of them had already stood up and left.

And at this time.

Luo Sheng was in the kitchen, and in front of him stood a somewhat obese white muscular man.

His name was Derocole.

One of the first employees of the nightclub was already the head chef, managing everything, and he was still the one who managed the kitchen even after Fishmooney stepped down.

But just a few days ago, the new little penguin actually found a little kid who was not more than twenty-five years old to take his place, how could he stand it.

Can such a small doll make any dishes, fried chicken?

"Luo Sheng, right?" De Roko glanced at Luo Sheng's hand and said in a good tone for you: "I heard that your hand is injured, and I will be the chef today, you can go and chop vegetables." ”